Saturday, August 21, 2010

While I was running errands in town today I drove past an older couple with a yappy little bedroom slipper of a dog at the end of a leash, headed east. About a block and a half later I topped a small rise and met a younger couple with a large and lupine-looking German shepherd mix on the end of a leash.

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PS: The other night in front of our house, a middle aged couple was walking a large mostly black German Shepherd. I could tell the dog was young, but his "owners" said he was only four months old! He was huge. And beautiful. And such a love. So, maybe there wasn't a problem when the two dogs met. Let's hope.

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Middle-aged Middle-westerner, retired Marine and Detroiter who somehow wound up in a farm village of 1100 people. I am a Red Cross volunteer and adrenalin junkie, and recently retired from my job as a bioterrorism/public health planner. My hobbies are military history and needlework. I share the bungalow with the Spousal Unit, Batdog our GSD, Reserve Cat, our very large and increasingly grumpy ginger tom, and the New Kids (Sheba and Minnie). You will find here free patterns from my collection of pre-1955 needlework magazines (sewing, knitting, tatting, crochet, embroidery, etc) as well as old recipes, vintage household hints, poetry, occasional rants, LOLCats, and any pieces of ephemera that tickle my fancy.